there once was a kitten named bo. she was a good kitten, and she had a sister named mollie. bo and mollie were best friends. they chased each other around the whole house, slept together, ate at the same time (and out of the same bowl), and loved each other a lot. bo loved her human friends, also. she loved walking around emily's feet, and she was always purring, always happy. she loved for you to rub her tummy, and she loved sitting on the chair with her poppa and mollie. she loved sitting in the bowl on the counter, and she loved sitting on the window sill. she was a little slow on the uptake and walked around with a carefree love of life. she looked up to her sister mollie and would never do anything unless mollie did it first. she made me smile everyday with her big purr and her cute little face.
but one day, God decided he needed more kitten angels to look over all of the other kittens. to look over all the stray baby cats, the stray big cats, all the little sick kitties in the world, and all the families of kitties who died. and bo was God's first choice to take on this big task. bo was caring and loved everyone, she was strong in her own way, and would be able to look over everyone and give them the comfort and strength they needed. bo will rub up against the hearts of all the kitties and all the kitties families in the world, and give them a big hug. so God took bo to be his friend, and to be a guardian angel over his sister mollie, emily, and poppa, and all of the other kittens in the world.
so we buried bo in the woods out back. there were lots of rocks around, and we put those around her so she can always be strong, and we planted flowers on the top so she can be pretty and sweet. and we gave her one of her favorite toys to play with, and we put a note with her so she always remembers us--even though she'll be busy playing in heaven. please pray for little bo, and her little sister mollie.